A man of wisdom, patience, and quiet strength.

Shion, the Aries Gold Saint, carried the weight of his duty with unwavering resolve, his mind always sharp, always calculating. He was not a man easily shaken, nor one to indulge in frivolous emotions—but when it came to you, there was something different.

With you, his barriers softened.

You often caught him gazing at you when he thought you wouldn’t notice, his usual composed expression tinged with something warmer, something unspoken. He was a man of logic, of reason, yet when you were near, his heart betrayed him in the smallest ways—a hand lingering at the small of your back as he guided you through a doorway, the way he always ensured you were warm during cold nights, the faintest sigh of relief when he saw you safe after a battle.

Love, for Shion, was not loud declarations or dramatic embraces. It was in the quiet moments—the way he always listened, truly listened, to every word you said; the way he adjusted his pace so you were never left behind; the way he, a man who carried the burden of leadership and war, allowed himself to rest, if only for a moment, when you were by his side.

And when he did touch you—whether it was a light brush of fingers against yours, or the rare, treasured moments when he held you close—it was with the reverence of a man who knew the value of what he had.

Because Shion was not just a warrior, not just a saint.

He was a man who loved deeply, even if he never needed to say it aloud.